fathers.
i watched the passion of the christ last night. despite the trauma i went through the first time i saw it, i still watched it.
hindi ako nagpapaipokrita; but something inside me told me that even if i'm not a devout catholic i should do my obligations to the church.
and it felt good ha. doing what you're supposed to do. it's for you rin naman at the end of the day.
there. so. i watched it. i thought i'd be numb about it already; fine, desensitized. but no. i changed the channel nung scourging na [it still breaks me into pieces just remembering kung panu muntik nang marip off ng hook ng weapon yung flesh Niya], and i was crying when He was nailed to the cross. i don't think the movie will ever lose its power to wake people up from apathy.
it was still there: i was still praying that He won't look at the camera dun sa last scene. his unique brown-yellowy eyes are nangungusap. [great, now i type like a cono - is the acp tuloy on friday? =p] mga ilang beses din akong nagwonder throughout the film, if i can just look at those eyes, maybe i can get a glimpse of what he's thinking at that very moment.
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daddy and mommy went to mindoro yesterday to attend some event in the school in front of lola's house. they left at 3am, noticed the pajero's machine was maingay, so borrowed my car and parked it in batangas port. by 4 in the afternoon they're back na in laguna, checking up on the businesses. ang galing di ba, parang pumunta lang sa makati ang mag-asawa.
the mekaniko said the fanbelt's the problem in his car, but it'd take him only two hours at most to have it fixed. so until this morning we weren't sure if i can bring my car to school.
but then tuesday night, upon waiving for the first time since i officially brought the car to school my choice to drive myself to school, this was what i said [which i couldn't even remember, kamusta naman ang pagdedeliryo]:
sige Ma, hindi ako magddrive bukas. pero kailangan sa thursday magdrive na ako.
fine, not that takilyalistik, i know. but when i woke up this morning i heard mom's voice and i was expecting that i'll be dropped off by the van. but no.
Mom: you can bring the car. nahiya daw si dad sa iyo eh.
tsktsktsk.
it would freak me out more had they full-tanked the car. [hehe. yeah right.]
gaaad. why are they so nice.
hindi ako nagpapaipokrita; but something inside me told me that even if i'm not a devout catholic i should do my obligations to the church.
and it felt good ha. doing what you're supposed to do. it's for you rin naman at the end of the day.
there. so. i watched it. i thought i'd be numb about it already; fine, desensitized. but no. i changed the channel nung scourging na [it still breaks me into pieces just remembering kung panu muntik nang marip off ng hook ng weapon yung flesh Niya], and i was crying when He was nailed to the cross. i don't think the movie will ever lose its power to wake people up from apathy.
it was still there: i was still praying that He won't look at the camera dun sa last scene. his unique brown-yellowy eyes are nangungusap. [great, now i type like a cono - is the acp tuloy on friday? =p] mga ilang beses din akong nagwonder throughout the film, if i can just look at those eyes, maybe i can get a glimpse of what he's thinking at that very moment.
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daddy and mommy went to mindoro yesterday to attend some event in the school in front of lola's house. they left at 3am, noticed the pajero's machine was maingay, so borrowed my car and parked it in batangas port. by 4 in the afternoon they're back na in laguna, checking up on the businesses. ang galing di ba, parang pumunta lang sa makati ang mag-asawa.
the mekaniko said the fanbelt's the problem in his car, but it'd take him only two hours at most to have it fixed. so until this morning we weren't sure if i can bring my car to school.
but then tuesday night, upon waiving for the first time since i officially brought the car to school my choice to drive myself to school, this was what i said [which i couldn't even remember, kamusta naman ang pagdedeliryo]:
sige Ma, hindi ako magddrive bukas. pero kailangan sa thursday magdrive na ako.
fine, not that takilyalistik, i know. but when i woke up this morning i heard mom's voice and i was expecting that i'll be dropped off by the van. but no.
Mom: you can bring the car. nahiya daw si dad sa iyo eh.
tsktsktsk.
it would freak me out more had they full-tanked the car. [hehe. yeah right.]
gaaad. why are they so nice.
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